[Verse 1:]
Pull to the scene with my roof gone
When I leave the scene, bet your boo gone.
And I beat the pussy like a new song,
2 Chainz but I got me a few on.
Everything hot, skip lukewarm,
Tell shawty to bust it open, Uncle Luke on.
Got the present for the present and a gift wrapping,
I don't feel good, but my trigger happy,
But the stripper happy, but they wish had me,
And I wish a nigga would, like a kitchen cabinet.
And me, and you are cut from a different fabric,
I fucked her so good it's a bad habit.
Bitch sit down, you got a bad atti,
Gave her the wrong number and a bad addie,
You ain't going nowhere like a bad navi.
Ass so big, I told her to look back at it,
Look back it, look back it,
Then put a fat rabbit on the Craftmatic,
I am so high, attic,
I am so high like an addict.

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
2 Chainz got your girl on the celly,
And when I get off the celly,
I made her meet at the telly;
When she meet at the telly,
I put it straight in her belly,
When it go in the belly, it ain't shit, you can tell me.
Hair long, money long,
Me and broke niggas, we don't get along;
Hair long, money long,
Me and broke niggas, we don't get along.
I paid a thousand dollars for my sneakers,
‘Ye told ya, a 100 K for a feature.
Eeh-err, eeh-err, sound of the bed,
Beat it up, beat it up, then I get some head,
Well, I might get some head, then I beat it up,
I don't give a fuck,
switch it up, nigga, live it up!
Yeah, it's going down, so get up,
My valet parks the Brinks truck!